The Raging Hands of Time

When the raging hands of time go crashing down
on the ever winding streets of Lonelytown
Freedom is a curse I never asked to come around
I never saw your hand, you never saw my hand
Lies, all lies.
In the empty footprints on the crooked borderline
Waiting for the sound of laughter noone left behind
all I see is falling towers
all I hear's the beating of a heart that isn't mine.
When the wind dies down
I hear your worn out name
walking to-and-fro I do the midnight game
stolen pleasure symphonies
will never sound the same
I never touched my hand
you never touched my hand
lies, all lies.
Phantom lover pining for a broken memory
Can I get along well with the one I'll never be?
all I see is falling towers
all I hear's the beating of a heart that isn't mine.
Nothing happens when the spirit gets away
Nothing follows nite and nothing follows day
distant rollin thunder
where the angels used to pray
I never held your hand, you never held my hand
Lies, all lies.
In the empty sunlight on the crooked borderline
waiting for the echoes, shadows no one left behind
all I hear's the beating of a heart that wasn't mine.
All I hear's the beating of a heart that won't mine.